Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.

Ripped Wholesale from a friends post on http://www.psoriasis-help.org.uk So good I thought I'd share. With my Retirement day looming I thought it was appropriate...even at 37 :o)-------------------------------------------------------------------------Recently, I was diagnosed with AA.A.D.D. -Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.This is how it manifests:

I decide to water my garden.

As I turn on the hose in the driveway,I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.

As I start toward the garage,I notice mail on the porch table thatI brought up from the mail box earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys on the table,put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table,and notice that the can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills backon the table and take out the garbage first.

But then I think,since I'm going to be near the mailboxwhen I take out the garbage anyway,I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my cheque book off the table,and see that there is only one cheque left.

My extra cheques are in my desk in the study,so I go inside the house to my desk whereI find the can of Coke I'd been drinking.

I'm going to look for my cheques,but first I need to push the Coke asideso that I don't accidentally knock it over.

The Coke is getting warm,and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold..

As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke,a vase of flowers on the countercatches my eye--they need water.

I put the Coke on the counter anddiscover my reading glasses thatI've been searching for all morning.

I decide I better put them back on my desk,but first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter,fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote.Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realise that tonight when we go to watch TV,I'll be looking for the remote,but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table,so I decide to put it back in the lounge where it belongs,but first I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers,but quite a bit of it spills on the floor.

So, I set the remote back on the table,get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying toremember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

the car isn't washed

the bills aren't paid

there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter

the flowers don't have enough water,

there is still only 1 cheque in my cheque book,

I can't find the remote,

I can't find my glasses,

and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today,I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all bloody day,and I'm really tired.

I realise this is a serious problem,and I'll try to get some help for it,but first I'll check my e-mail....

Do me a favor.Forward this message to everyone you know,because I don't remember who the hell I've sent it to.

Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is comingplease give generously...to something

Monday, November 19, 2007

A Long time ago....

5478 days ago me and Mrs A started going out togetherthat's 15 years !!!coincidently it's the same day as the Queen and Prince Philip's Wedding Aniversary, although that has no relevance at all as I am not a Royalist :o)

Thursday, November 08, 2007

No longer Trapped in the Body of a Civil Servant

I have just signed off of the Official Secrets Act...doesn't mean much except now I am no longer allowed access to any of my, soon to be previous, employers properties or documents, and I agree not to profit from any knowledge gained whilst employed by them; yeah right, I know jack-shit about anything important, and endeavoured to always keep it like that.

It also means that as of 30th November 2007 I can no longer be sacked for blogging, as I was threatened with a cople of years back, which led to the hasty deletion of my previous blog "Trapped in the Body of a Civil Servant...Help!!!"

....hastily looks over shoulder for thought police...

Went to Craziequeens Birthday Bowling Bash last weekend, and risked bowling...wrists heavily strapped and using child weight balls I just about managed 2 games, but boy did it hurt towards the end, arthritis sucks, but had a good time and took a few pictures of the Birthday Girl being Drunk for you all...